Tag Archives: courage
I Want to be Like
It is pouring rain at this moment. Coming down to the point where seeing across the yard is difficult and giving the woods out back an ominous appearance. Small rivers of water are washing across the yard pushing before it … Continue reading
When Fear Meets Courage
My son knows, I do not like to drive at night. I do not like the limitations on what and how much I am able to see due to lack of illumination. There is also the fact that the headlights … Continue reading
January First; Comparisons and Desires
And so… it begins. I did stay up last night to watch the ball drop in New York City. I even stayed sort of awake, to see the Nashville event. I didn’t quite make it as I dozed off, waking … Continue reading
Day 223; Footnotes of Facing Challenges and Becoming Qualified
He is doing it on purpose. Before my husband died, I refused to go inside a restaurant or drive through to place an order. I hated it, I had weird phobias about it, I wouldn’t go. if they waited on … Continue reading
August Eighth of the Year 2021; If I Could ask for a Gift In This my Month of Birth
Courage. I would ask for courage to stand up against the things that I see that are wrong. To stand with those already on the front lines, standing with determination and strength. To stand with those, who have educated themselves … Continue reading
Day 205; Footnotes of A Big Deal For Me.
Have you ever wanted so badly to do something, but were afraid? The pesky what if’s running rampant in your mind. Making you physically ill, trembling badly and wanting only to turn and run. But when and if you do, … Continue reading
Day 190; Footnotes of a Joyful Noise
I wish that there was a way that I could share my night. The edge of the storm that we got earlier, that cooled things down, has definitely got the crickets and other inhabitants of the night in a joyful … Continue reading
Day 185; Footnotes of Boom Baby aka Fear is a Demon
I stayed home all day, only leaving the house to walk in my little circle. I had no need nor intention of going anywhere. Then my son and I were invited over to a friend’s house. We got ready and … Continue reading
Words from The Dirt Road 